[ The sweat pouring off of him probably isn't helping that either. Viktor withdraws even more, leaving one hand on his shoulder while the other rises to try and tuck in the falling strands back into their braids, fussing like a mother hen would.
He hadn't planned anything for today, but he already made the decision in the split second he had before hugging Yuri. He hadn't warmed up yet, the choreography wasn't finished, and there were probably at least a dozen other reasons why he shouldn't do this. But he's always been impulsive, and he wasn't going to change his mind now. ]
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He hadn't planned anything for today, but he already made the decision in the split second he had before hugging Yuri. He hadn't warmed up yet, the choreography wasn't finished, and there were probably at least a dozen other reasons why he shouldn't do this. But he's always been impulsive, and he wasn't going to change his mind now. ]
Watch me, okay? I want to show you something.